Tuesday, June 05, 2007

Well the voting is over and though there are still votes to be counted, it looks like I placed last. Or next to last, which is as good as last for a man who has Golden Thong awards cluttering his trophy case. I don't know if I should feel proud that you followed by overly complicated instructions by not voting for me, or depressed that yet again, the world has expressed a preference for the Wife in the North rather than a stripper in the west.

I'm going to bed where I am going to cry into my pillow before I dream of miraculous shifts in election results in the morning...

chip, surely a golden thong is worth a thousand blogpowers, and yet requires a so much smaller mantlepiece.

Ms Baroque, I really don't know what you could not have enjoyed over at Wife in the North. Sometimes, when I'm struggling to write Strife in the North, it's her inspiration that keeps me going. It's grim up north, you know